FLY
She doesn't like her mind rightnow.
She really want to fly.
Without left any memories.
Wish she could slow things down.
Fly. Fly. Fly.
So hurt can't be an excuse anymore to cry.
Fly. Fly and fly.
She knows she is not the center of universe.
She knows anybody else maybe hurt more than she is.
She knows she is a mess.
To so much than she can carry.
It is not like she make the choice to let her mind to let her mind stay so messy.
But
But. Please be kind to her.
Be gentle to her.
Because;
She afraid to know she is searching how to fly without pain.
She afraid to know she is searching how to fly without hurt.
She afraid to know she is searching the easiest way to fly.
She afraid to know she is searching the fastest way to fly.
She afraid of herself more than everyone do.
